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Rocco Deluca The Burden Mercy

I had with you tonight my dove Should the world push and shove Don't beg for mercy from my love, oh But if, if any man That comes after me If any man

, they say, mercy Mercy I'm waiting for the sun to shine Mercy I'm waiting for the sun to shine Mercy I'm waiting for the sun to shine Mercy I'm waiting

Born in this world I know High pitched white boy learning slow I trust you to kill me Ask for nothing, nothing in return Catch a fire, watch it burn

Yeah, like a name soon forget Ashes from your cigarette Like a knife, they come and go They go slow, slow, slow, slow, slow, slow You don't recall what

Lilja, I see your eyes They are big as Northern skies If I could afford pearls and jewels I would give them to you Lilja, I touch your hair It is wavy

The father can give you his words But words are just symbols for things And after he's gone That's when you learn to sing A mother can give you her breast

Honey, it's all around you The things that you're drawn to Is what you've become Money, is that what you wanted Your paper is haunted Inside your hands

songs They say mercy Mercy I'm waiting for the sun to shine Mercy I'm waiting for the sun to shine Mercy I'm waiting for the sun to shine Mercy I'm waiting

A father can give you his words But words are just symbols for things. And after he's gone That's when you learn to sing. A mother can give you her